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    when you get to choose jobs
    Friday, May 08, 2009 (12:19 PM)

    3rd post of the morning, or afternoon since i really woke up only at 1130am. yes, tomorrow's vesak day and refusing to be pressured by the norm, my oscar winning company decided to take creativity to another level by closing the office today instead of having one of 2 other options below:

    1) off-in-lieu on monday
    2) crediting an extra day of leave

    honestly, i'd rather have the latter. because for some silly reason, my august trip compelled me to take 3 days of unpaid leave which leaves me with 3 days of leave at the end of the year. i told you it was silly. so now, i have 3 days of leave at the end of the year to spare, and with this leave and deepavali falling on saturday as well, i'd have 5 days of leave in total which would place me in a better position for another trip. kinda like 9 days trip with 5 days leave.

    and how often do you see people digressing so much, they nearly forget what the topic was if not for the oh-so-great invention called the "title".

    so i've been reading some pages of friends and came across this:



    yes, this is from serene's page.

    i'm wondering if this is enough evidence of some desperation at seducing the innocence of undergraduates to mortgage 4 years of their lives into teaching. and in usual cases, a company this desperate would put jobseekers in a good stead at fighting for a better remuneration package. except that this isn't a private company. it's a government sector. and more importantly, there is umpteen number of clueless undergraduates who'd jump at any opportunity to snatch a job, especially in this economic climate. and that's not including those who are already clueless even in a better economic climate. moe is a surefire way to get a secured job at least for the next 4 years. and to make it all the more appealing, you get paid while you're studying too!

    there's a simple reason why some people go for engineering or business degrees. because they are clueless and if that's where everyone else is going, it must be good.

    the oh-so-singaporean mentality.

    (on a side note, my apprehension towards teaching probably stemmed from a history lecturer from tpjc who reminded us time-and-again, being bonded sucks. and to make things specifically worse, he was bonded to moe.)

    we are so entrenched into the thinking that prospect is important, we have forgotten that there is an alternative called interest, which was what brought me into fass in the first place. i've been brought up the same way most people were but thankfully, i've grown to do what interests me more than what gives me greater prospect. it is from your interests that you begin to search for prospect.

    for me, i'll be going to teach in order to pursue my interest. yes, i like to teach but not with moe. hopefully some years down the road, i don't think twice about this and moe happens to read this and decline my application.

    thankfully for my friends, i can see the passion to go into teaching in many of them. for those who do not and still have time to think twice, maybe you should.

    margaret fuller puts it best: men for the sake of living, forget to live.